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Thursday, March 06, 2014

Every Inch of the Way by Heidi Belleau and Amelia C. Gormley Blog Tour, Short Story Excerpt and Giveaway

Hi! We’re Heidi Belleau and Amelia C. Gormley, and we’re here to let you know that our kinky series The Professor’s Rule is coming to an end. The last two novelettes--Every Inch of the Way and To the Very Last Inch--are out now from Riptide Publishing, and to celebrate, we’re touring the web with a contest and a free bonus short. You’ll have to follow the whole tour to read the short in its entirety, but since every comment you make along the tour gets you an entry in our contest, there’s plenty of reasons to tag along.

If you haven’t yet heard of The Professor’s Rule, here’s a quick crash course (see what we did there?)

School is back in session.

When undergrad student James Sheridan set out to seduce his way into a better grade, he had no idea what he was signing on for. Professor Evander Carson wasn’t about to trade a good grade for sexual favors, but he was definitely willing to tutor his wayward pupil in far more than history.

By the end of their tumultuous relationship, James not only excelled academically, his sexual horizons had expanded to include pleasures—and agonies—the likes of which he’d never dreamed. But enough was more than enough, and James fled from his Professor, unsure of where his limits lay or if he had the wherewithal to set boundaries.

Two years later, a chance misdial puts James back in contact with his former instructor and brings all his old cravings back in force, leaving him yearning to kneel once again at his Professor’s feet. But James has a new life now, with new sexual and romantic prospects—most notably the charming menswear salesman Satish Malhotra. Still, the pull to return to Professor Carson is a powerful thing. Can James give in to it without giving up his newfound confidence and budding romance?

Today on the tour: part three of our free dirty bonus short, Every Inch an Exhibitionist. For links to the other parts of the story, make sure to check Riptide’s tour page. And be sure to stick around after the story for contest info!

Present Day -- James and Satish

“D-did you?” Satish asks, his hips rising. James’s grip on him is slow and teasing, drawing him close to the edge of orgasm then lazily drawing him back just before he gets there. He’s never had a handjob like this, not ever, and he’s had his fair share of handjobs. Just another reminder of how uniquely special James is.

“Eventually I copped to it, yes.” James grins down at him, never abandoning his steady torment of Satish’s poor dick. At some point he got some lube in his hand, as well, so his grip is torturously slippery. Too bad he won’t use it to actually bring Satish off. James is enjoying his storytelling, Satish realizes, and he wants to draw it out. “I had to,” he says, staring off into some middle distance with a lopsided smile. “If I wanted in on the fun.”

“What was it you liked about it? I mean, aside from wanting to be included?”

James purses his lips in a thoughtful frown. “I don’t know, exactly. Excitement, of course. Doing something forbidden. I’m always down for that. It was also . . . the opportunity to not be secretive about my relationship with my Professor. You know, even after we stopped interacting academically, I still felt like I had to keep it a secret to protect his career and protect my reputation and everything else. And the longer I kept it a secret, the more shame crept in. That night, there was no hiding anything. And what’s more, nobody cared.”

“That sounds . . . liberating.” Like always, James brings the surprises, things Satish would never have put together or understood, otherwise. Freedom in bondage. Bliss in agony. Everything he does is full of concepts that should be contradictory but aren’t, once he explains.

He’s opened Satish’s eyes to a whole new world. Not one Satish wants to explore, but he loves hearing stories about it, observing from a distance.

“It was.” James smile becomes a little tender at that, his strokes slowing as he leans down to kiss Satish. “Thank you for getting it.”

When the kiss ends, their lips dragging when they part, as though reluctant to let go, the naughty gleam is back in James’s eyes. He brushes his thumb through the bead of fluid welling at Satish’s slit, making Satish jerk sharply and gasp. “Fuck!”

James licks his lips. “Maybe I wrote off domming too soon. I kinda like you being putty in my hands.”

“Hell no,” Satish says with a breathless chuckle. “That’s where I draw the line. Just keep talking. What did you do?”

“Well, for a while, nothing. After Carson finally dragged it out of me that I didn’t like being left out of the action, he just smiled knowingly and left me to cool my heels for an hour or so while he made the social rounds. I would have gone back upstairs and tried to find a way to include myself, except he forbade me to leave his side. He just did it to torture me.”

“Gosh, and I wondered where you learned it.” Satish smiles wryly and immediately regrets his cheek when James changes the pace, working Satish hard toward his orgasm.

The conversation forgotten, Satish closes his eyes and rides it, the pressure spooling in his balls, heat and tension radiating from the base of his spine as that long-awaited precipice draws nearer. James’s hand is magic. He’s moaning, whimpering, striving to reach the climax hovering just beyond his grasp.

“Fuck,” he repeats, his eyes slitting open to take in James, who is alternating between watching his hand move on Satish’s cock and watching Satish’s face, now damp with perspiration. Satish’s heart is drumming hard, his breath coming in short, shallow pants. Fuck. Fuck. So close . . .

And then James slows it down again, drawing a frustrated groan from Satish. He lifts an eyebrow at him. “I can’t imagine what you’re talking about,” James drawls.

“Oh, you asshole. Just wait, it’s coming around, pal. As soon as I can think straight. Or breathe.”

“It might just be the only thing that’s coming,” James says with a smirk, resuming his steady strokes and his story. “After what felt like forever, I was sweating, both from being frustrated and impatient with Carson, and also because there were, like, fifty people in this little house, you know? So Carson had me take off my shirt . . .”

Every Inch of the Way by Heidi Belleau & Amelia C. Gormley

Synopsis

Satish Malhotra is in over his head. What appeared to be the hookup of his dreams turned out to be another man’s kinky sex game, and thus ended his relationship with sweet, submissive James Sheridan before it’d hardly begun.Or so he thought. Being used in someone else’s domination/submission play should have been a deal breaker, yet James—bruises, boyfriend, and all—is too compelling to let walk away. But James has needs Satish isn’t sure he can fulfill, and it seems his mysterious Professor isn’t willing to share.Can Satish keep James happy in bed and in life, or will James be forced to choose between his dominant and his burgeoning vanilla romance with Satish?

To the Very Last Inch by Heidi Belleau & Amelia C. Gormely

Synopsis

Just days after their scorching reunion, Professor Evander Carson has kicked his one-time pupil James Sheridan to the curb—and tried to sabotage James’s new relationship with Satish Malhotra. Something isn’t right here, but James isn’t sure he should bother trying to figure out what. Carson isn’t good for him and will never change. He needs to accept that and move on.

Satish knows something is up, too, but he thinks the relationship between Carson and James is worth saving. To do the right thing, Satish will have to make James and Carson confront the secrets they’ve hidden for years and help them to overcome the pain and mistrust they’ve caused.

But if Satish succeeds, where will that leave him and his intensifying romance with James? Will the three of them be able to find the right balance, or will James be forced to choose between the pain and submission he craves with Carson, and the sweet, vanilla stability he’s found with Satish?

About Amelia

Amelia C. Gormley may seem like anyone else. But the truth is she sings in the shower, dances doing laundry, and writes blisteringly hot m/m erotic romance while her son is at school. When she’s not writing in her Pacific Northwest home, Amelia single-handedly juggles her husband, her son, their home, and the obstacles of life by turning into an everyday superhero. And that, she supposes, is just like anyone else

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About Heidi

Heidi Belleau was born and raised in small town New Brunswick, Canada. She now lives in the rugged oil-patch frontier of Northern BC with her husband, an Irish ex-pat whose long work hours in the trades leave her plenty of quiet time to write.

Her writing reflects everything she loves: diverse casts of characters, a sense of history and place, equal parts witty and filthy dialogue, the occasional mythological twist, and most of all, love—in all its weird and wonderful forms.

When not writing, you might catch her trying to explain British television to her daughter or sipping a drink at her favourite coffee shop… email: heidi.heloise.belleau@gmail.com

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Giveaway

Win an ebook copy of An Inch at a Time (The Professor’s Rule #2) in your choice of formats! All you have to do is leave a comment on this post with a way for us to contact you (email address--posted in comment field, twitter handle, goodreads or facebook account), and you’ll be entered to win! Every comment counts for another entry, so be sure to follow the whole tour.

Thank you very much, all, for commenting and following the tour. Be sure to check in on our To the Very Last Inch tour next week for the final three installments of Every Inch an Exhibitionist and more chances to win!